Shalom
I have this fear, almost undetectable, constantly reminding me of human fragility.
As I grow from and with my fear, my deserted passion reflourishes as a victory in from itself. Don’t know if the pain actually comes right along freight. May it be a warning, a sign or simply a consequence of my state of mind? To cope with the unknown challenges our spirit. The urge to touch and to assess drives out thoughts to, not a land nor water; somewhere where our feet don’t bear our body and our mind our conscience.
To question our power may atrophy our capabilities. Perhaps my fear results from the absence brought on by inaction. Body parts tend to lose function, but God gives me purpose.
This day is simply one more in which my clash between body and spirit proves that survival is not a lonely task. Even to survive there has to be guidance, and definitely some direction.
Will my fears overcome the duty? Or should these fears simply be components of my passion? To seek seems to be the answer, and now the question.
God has made me for a reason, and His promise remains “the Truth”. In the midst of doubts I am safe, because He brought light into the dark. He is the Light!
Shalom
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